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Secui XIV. I go back to my old work and gloom pervades

I went into my old workplace to visit some of my friends. Things haven’t improved there; apparently of 1000 employees there are 400 earmarked to go (I’ve already done my bit for you, guys – solidarity, comrades). Once they’ve come to the end of shedding contract workers and giving redundancies I can only see them encouraging suicide or even better murder/suicide and suicide pacts (think of the cost savings per capita) – then the budget bottomline will look good, and that’s all that matters.

What I can’t wait for is when things improve, the Government will then be squealing “We can’t get qualified staff, we should have kept people on, it was the previous government’s fault, it was short-sighted, it’s not our fault.” In a society where we increasingly expect citizens to take responsibility for their actions isn’t it funny that the people at the top of the pile seem to take less responsibility than ever? What happened to the captain going down with his ship or the general falling on his sword? The ‘buck stops here’ is only musical chairs, when you get caught without the chair then you get the buck (or do you get bucked? I’m not sure on this grammatical point).

And so the sun sets in God’s own country…

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Part, the fourth. In which I continue to apply, myself.

My list of job applications continues to grow. So far I have nine applications in for jobs in Perth, the Seychelles, Turkey, Brazil and Switzerland. My next one to fill out is in Samoa and this has a certain amount of appeal. I’ve never been there but I’m sure parts of it must look like this:

The reason I haven’t got any beach attached to the coconut palms is because there wasn’t any, just red dirt. Nowhere near as inspiring as sun-drenched white sand and pina coladas in hand, sun sinking slowly into the subtropical twilight as the moon rises over the atoll. Somewhere in the distance a lone bird cries and the smoke from the campfire wafts gently on the breeze. This job just sounds better and better, though I don’t think I noticed any of this in the job description form. Better stop now while I’m all inspired and fill out my application.

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